I heard from the scheduling coordinator for my surgeon. She says I am 24 on the list and should expect a date in February. So, 2 or 3 more months. Shucks, I would've been happy if she had said, "So, what about tomorrow?"
Thanksgiving was weird. I kept thinking that this is the last Thanksgiving that I can enjoy. I know next year will be even better because I will be thinner, but still . . . it's hard to give up a good friend and that is what food has been to me for years now. So, back to the protein and low carbs, forget about the stuffing, but at least I can eat more turkey.
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